“I can’t do this, Sam.”
“It’s all wrong—by rights we shouldn’t be here, but we are. It’s like the great stories, Mr. Frodo, the ones that really matter, full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad happened? Like in the end, it’s only a passing thing, the shadow, even fear and darkness will pass—a new day must come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those are the stories that stay with you, that meant something even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, they do understand, they know how folks in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn’t. They kept going because they were holding on to something.”
“What are we holding onto, Sam?”
“There’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for.”
Sometimes life shows us that the fairy tales we read when we were little are more than true.
Not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that they can be defeated.
Sometimes life is hard. Sometimes we can’t see the end. Sometimes it feels like if there even is an end, it won’t be happy.
I admit that sometimes I just want to give up.
But I remember the good in the world.
I remember what it is I really am fighting for.
And then I fight.
I conquer my dragon.
And I realize that the sun really is so much brighter than it ever was before.
"My son, peace be unto thy soul; thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment."
-Doctrine and Covenants 121:7